He had in his hands a singular black marker, and with it they appeared to be drawing messy smiley faces on the walls, almost as if he was trying to combat the panic attack with the sloppy doodles.
"Ranboo... I'm here for you." you repeated the comforting words, eventually making all the way to Ranboo without causing a lash out. Y/n wasn't the best comforter, nor did they entirely know how to deal with a panic attack, but they were determined to try.
Kneeling down, you reached a comforting hand out, only to have it grabbed and pulled closer to the largely monochrome boy.
"Don't worry... everything will be better soon. Just stay with me." you lean into the half armed embrace, noticing the whispers slowly dissipate into purrs.
He seemed to act like a cat? Cats were nice. Y/n liked cats.
Acting on the idea that Ranboo was cat-like, you decided to gingerly give them some headpats asp they carefully started to wipe the ender's tears.
The purring increased in volume, and consequently a dusting of purple rose to prominence on Ranboo's face. He murmured something under his breath.
"⟟ ⌰⍜⎐⟒ ⊬⍜⎍ ⊬/⋏." Y/n couldn't make out half of the words, yet Tubbo's ears could pick them up just fine.
The goat-like boy's eyes widened as the purple particles disappeared and Ranboo's eyes returned to normal.
A moment passed, before Tommy rushed into the room, yelling for bloody murder.
"Tom. It's over." Tubbo scolded his friend, rolling his eyes.
"Oh. Really? Dam. I just used a gapple." He deflates with the glowing apple core in his hand.
Although that exchange does lighten the atmosphere in the room slightly, it's more like shaking an umbrella in a snowstorm.
It only temporarily dispersed the tension.
Ranboo is coming too, understandably disorientated by the surprising events.
"What... happened?" He asks, wincing at the newly formed scars on his face, one's he didn't remember happening.
The three others glanced at each other, all sharing a look of worry to some degree.
Tubbo spoke first, closing the gap between himself and his husband.
"Ran... you had another enderwalk. A violent one." he barely whispers the words, knowing full well what they would entail for the end-born's self-image.
"But-? I shouldn't have been triggered?" Confusion continued from Ranboo's face to his voice, his eyes darting around the room as he spoke.
Tubbo gives a melancholy sigh.
The room falls silent, neither Tommy or Y/n knowing what to say to comfort or support their friends.
Y/n fidgets with an aspect of their outfit, nervous about staying here any longer.
They'd rather give not only Ranboo and Tubbo a break but themself one too.
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Cupid's Arrow - yan!dsmp x non-binary!reader
Fanfiction:3:3:3:3:3:3:3:3 "I mean, I know this isn't My Little Pony, and friendship ain't magic, but can't I get a BREAK?" "What?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ IN WHICH a somewhat insane but certainly ambitious inventor finally perfects their ultimate work: a port...
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